Post-traumatic Stress Disorder

i am your PTSD.

i hide in the shadows of your past -

that i take as my own.

and even though

i can’t be happy anymore -

i try.

i try too hard.

i try for people who don’t give a shit;

my peers.

i try for people who pretend they care;

my family.

but mostly

i try for myself.

because

i am your PTSD

and

i hide in the corners of your mind -

i wish to be like you.

strong,

careless,

and independent.

we are one.

i am your PTSD.

i am flawed

but i am

flawless.

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